Madeline was surprised by Jeremy’s sudden reaction.
She had intuitively wanted to evade him this moment, but Jeremy suddenly spread open his arms and locked Madeline in a tight embrace.
Madeline was astonished. Currently, in her mind, Jeremy hated her. He loathed her. He would never hug her the way he did now.
Thus, she thought this was a setup.
When she attempted to free herself from Jeremy’s hug, he softly spoke into her ear.
“You’re sick, Linnie. You’ve forgotten that you already forgave me. You’ve also forgotten that we’re now in love with each other.”
‘I’m sick?’
Madeline thought that Jeremy was lying to her.
When she looked at the room again, however, it certainly did look like a ward.
She also felt that her body was quite uncomfortable
and her breathing was erratic; each of her heartbeats was accompanied by a slight ache.
Regardless, to Madeline, everything that was happening now still seemed like Jeremy was lying.
Suddenly, Madeline burst into laughter.
“Jeremy, you’re here because of Meredith, right? You don’t have to trouble yourself, begging a lady who you hate so much. Whatever is your intention, you can just spit it out.”
Jeremy was heartbroken hearing the suspicion and rejection permeating Madeline’s words.
He did not let go of her but hugged her even tighter instead.
“Linnie, every word I said was true. I’m sorry. It’s my fault that I made you recall those unpleasant memories. I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry… ” Madeline repeated the three words, then lifted her gorgeous eyes, devoid of warmth, and coldly glanced at Jeremy as the tears in her reddened eyes silently flowed down.
“This is truly the best joke I’ve ever heard.” “Linnie…”
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